Date: Sat, 15 Aug 2009 01:38:36 -0700 (PDT)
From: JKBlackhouse <jkblackhouse@yahoo.com>
Subject: Brothers & Slaves/2: Power Lost, Power Gained

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entertainment of persons, age 18 or older, who want to read about gay sex
and male slavery. If you are not at least 18 years old and/or this is not
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Brothers & Slaves:
Chapt. 2: Power Lost, Power Gained - Danny

My older brother Ken had caught me in our shared bedroom jerking off with
young slave Tim standing naked at my bed, hands behind his head and pins on
his nips. Just as I was about to shoot, Ken called a halt to my stroking
and sent Tim away after he'd put his bikini shorts back on, all he
wore. Ken wrestled me into obedience and then had me stand by his bed,
naked just like Tim had been, and with the clothespins on my tits which I'd
placed there when I'd been jerking off. While he masturbated, I got a
boner, a very hard boner, which I couldn't even touch because I had to hold
my my hands behind my head like Tim had. When Ken shot, and it didn't take
long, he made me lick up all the cum, which had sprayed all the way from
his pubes to his chest to his neck. Not only had I done what he demanded,
I'd stayed hard the whole time, a fact my brother unfortunately noticed. He
made me admit I'd enjoyed his use of me, that is the humiliation of it, and
the pins on my nips.

Using his unicam phone, he took a pic of me standing there naked, hard and
with the tit pins on and another of me licking up his cum. With these in
hand, I knew I was in his power and he immediately made it clear that I was
right.

"Little bro," he said condescendingly, "those pics go on worldnet if you
don't do what I tell you to. Got it bro?"

What could I say? "Yeah, I got it.  Stop being a jerk and erase the pics,
Ken. Come on." Well he was having none of that which he made immediately
clear.

"Forget it Danny. I've got the pics and you're screwed. Accept it, little
bro and everything will be fine." I knew if there was one thing that was
true, it was that everything was not going to be fine. Anyway, I walked
over to my bed, lay down and finished my stroke off with Ken watching and
even taking another pic of me stroking. I have to say, I had one great
orgasm, a cum gusher and a back-archer, probably because it was building up
and delayed so long, and just maybe in response to the humiliation I'd just
been put through.

That night as we were all three about to get into bed, Ken calls over my
younger brother, Gary. "Hey, Gary, want to see some hot pictures of Danny?"
Of course Gary said yes.

"Ken," I said, "please do not do this. Come on Ken, just don't, please."
Well, he just laughed and Gary was treated to the pics of me naked standing
there with my hands behind my head, the one licking up Ken's cum and then
the one of me jerking off. Of course, he'd seen me do that almost every
night, but never with the pins on my tits. Until then, I'd only done that
when no one was around.

"Danny, you're a perv," said little brother, Gary.

I knew he meant it in fun so I just laughed it off and said, "Yeah, I'm a
pervert all right."

"No, Gary, he really is a pervert. Show Gary the jock Danny."

"No way, Ken. Forget it."

Well, he got up and walked to my bed in his shorts and grabbed me by the
neck. "I said show him, now." Nothing for it, so I pulled out my dirty,
smelly track team jock that I'd worked out in that afternoon.

"Oh gross," Gary said, "put it away, it stinks."

"No, no, Danny, show Gary how you were using the jock." Well, Ken was
standing right over me so I figured the only thing for it was to comply so
I put the pouch of the jock over my face with the waist band around my
neck, the bottom of the pouch over my nose and mouth, leaving my eyes
uncovered, and the leg straps crossed over my head to keep the jock in
place. Click, Ken had another picture, a very embarrassing one with the
jock on my face and my dick pointing straight up tenting my shorts. No
hiding that I was hard. Why the boner, I thought, but I knew. Again, it was
being humiliated by Ken, this time in front of Gary. Thankfully that was it
for that night.

The next morning, Ken told me to be sure to bring the same jock home and to
wear it for my track workout. The whole time I was running my sprints and
distance exercises I was hard just thinking about wearing that same jock
and knowing i had to take it home. When the workout was over and I'd
showered, I just had to go into the john, take a stall, and jerk off. The
whole thing seemed so hot to me. I caught my cum in the jock and rubbed it
around with my dick. That got me hard again but I decided not to jerk
again.

Nothing happened that night until we were all getting ready for bed
again. I'd been trembling with trepidation about what Ken might do to me
next, but I knew what he was going to do. He was going to make me put the
jock on my face and stand there naked with pins on my tits while he looked
at me and pulled his pud. What I hadn't counted on was his doing it with
Gary there too.

That's what he did. I had to get naked, pull the stinking jock over my
face, put two pins, not just one, on each tit, get myself hard (no problem)
and stay hard while Ken jerked off and so did Gary. Of course there were
more pics taken. After both Ken and Gary had blasted off, Ken made me lick
the cum off both of them.

I had never even thought about young Gary as a sex kid, but now I had no
choice. I licked the cum, and there was lots, all the way from his furry
pubes to his chest, face, head and the headboard of his bed. He was sexy
and really a young hunk. Then I had to do the same with Ken, but Ken I'd
had images of as a hunk for a long time. Finally, I was allowed to cum but
they made me do it standing between all our beds. I pulled and stroked my
dick, it was damned hard, my dick, not cumming, I was breathing heavy
taking in the scent from my jock and in no time I stiffened and shot my
cum. Ken made me catch it in my hand and then eat it. By now I was
realizing I'd be eating lots of cum. Naturally he recorded all this but now
he had not just his unicam phone but a full recorder and everything I'd
done he had digital and ready to spread around if I didn't keep doing what
he wanted me to.

What's a kid to do? Obey, that's what. It didn't take long for both Ken and
me to realize I liked taking orders, it turned me on and got me hard. And
it hadn't taken Ken long to realize I was fully in his power. He had so
many pics and full recordings, I was now helpless to disobey him; that is,
unless I was happy to have all those pics and the live recordings posted on
the worldnet and shown to Mom (ugh) and Dad. He had me, alright.

At the start, Ken just required that I stand naked toward to the foot of
his bed every night, every single night, with my hands clasped behind my
head and my dick had to be hard. If it began to soften, I had to take my
left hand (I'm right handed) and stroke myself until I was again hard. He
liked me to be dripping precum visibly proving i was really, really hard
and horny. When the precum oozed out, I was to take my left forefinger and
scoop it up and then l was to suck it off my finger (something I actually
liked doing). Once Ken finally shot, and he delayed it as long as he could,
he made me lick the cum off his muscled, naked body.

The truth is, I liked looking at Ken's athletic, muscled body while I stood
there like an asshole and I also liked licking his body even if it meant I
had to lick up the cum as well. The feel of my tongue on his skin was so
hot, it's hard to describe. All I can say is that I loved the sensation of
his warm, smooth skin on my tongue. And if I'm going to tell you the whole
truth, I found it hot having to stand there naked, completely vulnerable
with my hands back of my head, staring at his body. Humiliating,
embarrassing? You bet. But hot, hot, hot.

He required that I do the same thing at Gary's bed once I'd finished
serving him. Gary had no objection of course, in fact it was Gary who
usually made me put clothespins on my tits at his bed, sometimes one on
each nipple, sometimes two or three straight across. Gary, while smaller
and not as fully developed in the muscle department as Ken, had a great
compact body and it was even smoother to my tongue when I licked up his
cum.

Most nights, Ken let me cum, standing there between his bed and Gary's
across from it so they both had a view. He usually made me use my left hand
so it took forever but it felt soooo good when I finally erupted. Once I'd
cum, eating my cum was not very easy or pleasant but Ken made me do it.

How did I feel about all this? I felt used and humiliated first of all. Try
standing up with your hands behind your head showing your hairy armpits,
and then imagine a brother staring at you as he strokes his tool and you'll
get some sense of what I mean. Naturally, it's a lot more intense when
there is a brother, two brothers actually, there witnessing your
submission. but there was another side. When I'd lie in my bed before
falling asleep. thinking about it, my cock would get hard again because the
whole thing made me feel so hot, so sexual, so much a sex object and that
made me hard. Go figure.

This went on pretty much every night. If Ken was out with friends or on a
date, I had to wait up for him. I was not allowed to get in bed and sleep
until I'd finished serving him and Gary, nor could I be absent. If I went
out with my friends, I had to be there when he wanted me and I had to know
somehow how early that would be. This started to really screw up my social
life. My friends wanted to know how come i suddenly had all this concern
about getting home at a certain time. I told them it was my parents who
were pissed at me and that they'd almost grounded me. The guys bought
it. Then Ken increased the ante and made it so it'd be hard to hide that
something was going on with me. Talk about humiliation.


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